Changshui Village Farming Notes

Chapter 334 Crayfish

"Oh, yes." Luo Dapeng was stunned, nodded, and spread his hands again, "Yes, there is no way! We can't eat seafood anymore, so we can only develop something else!"

After speaking, he remembered something, and moved the chair closer eagerly.

Blinking a pair of big 'longing' eyes and looking at her, "Oh, by the way, sister Xiaoyun, I have something to ask for your help!"

Gu Kuangyun's eyes became a little confused, Luo Dapeng could ask her for something!

"Hehe~ Brother Dapeng, tell me what's the matter! I will help if I can."

"Hey, isn't this the ban on fishing? I have to develop some new recipes without seafood." Luo Dapeng said, "I heard not long ago that eating crayfish is popular in the city, so I thought about it. Where can I get some? Didn’t I hear that Qingyang was raising them, so I went to ask him. He insisted that he raised those crayfish with you. Willing to sell it to me!"

Now there are many places selling farmed crayfish outside, but he still feels that the crayfish raised by the people in the village are more reassuring.

Moreover, the farm is in the village, so it is convenient for him to buy it.

"Hey, Xiao Yun'er, when did you keep raising crayfish?" Hearing this news, Lin Bo couldn't sit still for the first time. His sister's industry is so rich that she even raised crayfish.

He has long heard that fishing for crayfish is very easy, much simpler than fishing, and he has long wanted to try it.

He thought, if you can't catch lobsters in the sea, you can always catch lobsters in the pond!
Children who grew up by the sea, who grew up by the sea, never dreamed of catching big lobsters when they were young.

"At the beginning, I also wanted to help Brother Qingyang, but I have been so busy recently that I forgot that I still have a share in raising crayfish."

The sixty-year-old carapace tastes good, but there is too little meat and too many shells, so Gu Kuangyun can only search for it in the mountains of sixty-year-old carapaces.

Thinking of the crayfish raised by Luo Qingyang, it seems that a batch of precocious crayfish should be on the market. Not only crayfish, it seems that Luo Qingyang also put some freshwater fish fry and small snails in the rice fields.

People on the seaside eat less freshwater fish, so it is normal for people not to eat fish and shrimp during the fishing ban period.

But, after all, that was when there were no restaurants before.

Now there are often tourists who come to eat, and with these freshwater fish and shrimps, they can completely fill the vacancy during this period of time.

"Hey, these are not important, as long as the crayfish has your share."

Lin Bo waved his hands without hesitation, turned around and asked Han Qingyi with great interest, "Second Young Master Han, how is it, have you never caught crayfish before? Brother will show you to see it tomorrow."

Han Qingyi raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

He is also a person who likes to experience new things. The matter of fishing for crayfish sounds very good at first glance.

Lin Haozhe is also a fun guy, and his father has a heavy workload, so he never took him fishing.

Now the little uncle suddenly proposed to catch crayfish, which was very fresh for a while, and clapped his hands very happily, wishing to drag the little uncle to go now.

He was full of energy, leaning on the plastic bench next to him, and after some hard work, he landed on Lin Bo's shoulders.

While rubbing his little uncle's hair, he shouted to catch crayfish.

Lin Bo really doted on him, and he was not angry. Instead, he dropped the skewers in his hands, grabbed his little nephew's feet with both hands to keep them steady, stood up like this, and turned around the field a few times.

(End of this chapter)